Patel's face was a picture when I delivered his vegetables, we gathered them up from around where we'd made love, still laughing at the craziness of w...at we'd done, but shivering now as the rain began to chill us and I just opened the shop door and laid the box inside the door."I fell," I grinned sheepishly as he stared at the mud splattered apparition before him. "See you tomorrow," and I was gone.The first bath took the mud off us and the second one cleansed us thoroughly, but by the time. “Do you want me to give you a blow job JJ”? he nodded his head with excitement, Trisha looked at how big his cock looked and how the head shone, she smiled at it being called a blow job as it involved no blowing only sucking, maybe it was the blowing of his cum it was named after, who knows opening her mouth she slowly put her mouth on the cock head, JJ groaned “shhhhhhhhh don’t want my mum to hear” and giggled “sorry but it feels good” Trisha smiled again “you tell me if you are going to cum. Please cancel my appointment with Mr. Solomin." She put down the phone and heard a buzzing outside her window. She walked over to the window to see what the noise was. She looked down and saw one of the young men that did lawn maintenance for the condo was right below her window trimming her hedges. Suddenly, as if summoned from above, he pushed back his hat and looked up at her. There she was in the window; her full cascade of red hair falling over her shoulders, almost grazing her. I was lucky enough to do that many many times, but there were also times when it never happened, despite my best efforts and the risks I took. When you’re out and about for work though, it’s a real problem seeing lovely girls showing, or maybe a new dirty bookshop you’ve not seen before, and not being able to resist abandoning work and getting your sex pleasure. So parking up where you can watch the girls showing, hoping you can see long enough for them to make you cum in your pants. Then you.